You know what’s hot?
Sixty-nine with Serena. That’s what.
Read moreSixty-nine with Serena. That’s what.
Read moreI walk away in fear.
Read moreI find that if I mine my interactions with, and feelings about, various women in my life, I can learn a lot of interesting stuff. Mostly around my fear and uncertainty in dating.
Read moreMore than anything, sex parties make me THINK. The day after a sex party, I’m filled with thoughts, imaginings, and reflections.
Read moreSerena is late, and disappoints me just a bit. Turns out, I manage it fine.
Read moreSerena and I attend Chemistry – NYC’s best sex party – for their “Short shorts and booty T’s” party.
Read moreI write a blog, and have done for over a decade, so, naturally, I’m filled with narcissism.
Read moreI’m headed off to the Chemistry sex party with Serena, and I can’t. Fucking. Wait.
Read moreI’m headed back to Chemistry, and very excited….
Read moreHow dangerous am I?
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